mhm. :)

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this is to express my profound

love and appreciation for them.

my little morsels of love.

jd.

i love you, but you destroyed me last night.

i think we need a break....HA. just kidding.

<3

birthweek.

so it was my birthweek. i guess i'll end it today. maybe tomorrow night. just for fun. anyway, let me recap. i went home friday with derek and it was awesomeee. because we got home early and mayra and edgar (and baby) were home still. and i bought baby a hoodie from american app. so cute. anyway, we went to eat tacos from highland park and it was completely delicious. derek had never been and ate eight. and i ate seven. and we weren't even high. i should mention that we had some first and then ordered more later. and the 2nd time we got out to order, edgar gave us extra money to buy this homeless man two tacos. and i was like totally sketched out about it but i was like FINE. so we get in like, and the homeless man yelled at me! and i was like WTF. cuz apparently he was starving and we cut him in line. and i was like uhhhh. and then he bolted. without tacos. it was very weird and i did not appreciate it. and for that i used the money to get more tacos for myself and derek. stupid homeless man. then saturday mayra woke me up to go on our adventure. mayra edgar derek and me (and baby) went to the park&ride in pasadena and bought a day pass for the metro. and we took the gold line to highland park again to smash on follieros. and we ate soooo much. pizza and salad and pastrami sandwich WITH cheese. best EVER. hands down best time i've ate there, well at least the pastrami was. i could not stop eating it was kinda gross. anyway, after thattt we went to union station then to the red line stop by the children's hospital. and from there we took a trolley bus up to the griffith observatory. it was so legit! and we watched the crazy show about the universe in the new dome and it was crazy. i learned about dark matter. and i learned that drugs would enhance the show. and i learned that the universe is expanding. and i learned that mayra's baby should be named copernicus like i've been saying. moving on, after that we traveled back and busted a failed mission (for derek) and then went home cuz me and derek and to pick up babywhilekyle. so we went to pick him up and alex up and went to the canyons to be rowdy hoodlums, which worked out very well. alex ate an edible and refused to walk into her house so we ended up bring her back to my house. and we passed out in my room and even though i put an alarm i was awoken by alex. and it was sunday morning coachella day and we were late. so we took her home and i got ready really fast and she picked me up and bam we were off to indio, ca. they had a welcome to indio sign. and we were like, PFFT ALL YOU HAVE IS COACHELLA AND HEAT. it was fucking hot. fucking. hot. you know? NO YOU DON'T. cuz whatever you were imagining it was much hotter. i spent way too much money on lemonades and waters and i still wanted to die from heat. when it finally cooled down i was like, ok i can enjoy this now. most of the time we spent with gabe (cesarazzi's brother) in the kroq tent. or in the other ac tent. being ac'd. and we didn't see much of anyone during the day. except for like...busy p. and part of lupe fiasco. cuz it was goddamn hot. we met up with kroq people and got wristbands out of it. which was legit. anywho, yeah yeah yeahs and the cure killed. and it wasn't hot so it was majorly epic. the whole day it was too hot to drink my tequila that i didn't drink at all except for maybe a shot's worth. maybe two. so THEN monday i have to shame to say that i was bakedbakedbaked. there was like a dozen people in my garage smoking god knows what all day and after a certain point i was like BYE and pretty much just nodded along because i was easily distracted and not completely there. and mayra knew it and messed with me. i don't even remember if i ate or not that day. hm. i know i did though cuz derek would not deny me food...would he? hm. i ponder...it was my birthday tuesday! and everyone was like, oh hey happy bday. it was cute. i appreciated it. i hung out with derek all morning and he dropped me off with samantha hemphill, my bestfrand<3. and although we were only together for like half an hour or so, it completely made my weekend. after thattt i went to olive garden with mayra (and baby). it was really funny and she stoled a bunch of chocolates. :] then home for a birthday blunt with my male faviez and ice cream cake! NOMNOMNOM. so bomb. and then :( i had to come home and put my festivities on hold. and that is why today and tomorrow still count. so i can have a full weeks worth of birthcelebrationz. mhm.

goodfriday.

personally, i don't know what good friday means. but i know it's today. and i know this picture has sparkles and skulls and to me that's funny. would jesus christ our lord (i typed loud first) and savior appreciate that? (edit: apparently it's flowers...not skulls. MY BAD GOODNESS. i still think it looks like it so suck it.) idk but if i could ask him i would. i didn't have meat today so that's good right? i had tuna. does that count? i don't think it counts. were tuna around during the crucifixion of christ? he was jewish right? that's why it's passover? man i wish i knew. i am so uninformed and that's just terrible. i guess i don't know everything. sadface. i keep laughing at this picture. it's so ridiculous. bwahaha. anyway, what i do know is that in the dining hall the food earlier was meatless. AND they had a jewish menu. with like matzah ball soup. and! hard boiled eggs all week. which i plan to grab and make into deviled eggs and stuff my face with. nomnomnomnom. is it ironic that they're called deviled eggs and i'll eat them like on good friday or easter and shit? hm. i ponder....anyway, i really don't care about this stuff, i just thought i'd blog about it cuz i blogged about ash wednesday. and when i googled good friday for images this made me giggle. hehehez. ummm, all good naysayers beware? man i d k bai.

lesson: iconoclasm.

i learned some really interesting shit today ya'll. in my history of art and visual culture class. sooo legit. so basically, iconoclasm is when people go and destroy something beautiful. (haha fight club ref.) k no but in all seriousness, it's when people destroy something that represents a certain belief, or institution (like churches), or established values and practices. and the reasons people do it range from religious purposes to political purposes to being assholes. so the pictured is this giant buddha in afghanistan. and its like GIANT. like miles high and shit. so basically, first this group of rowdy muslims chipped off it's eyes right. so basically it had no face, but it was still there standing. and they were doing it for religious purposes. cuz buddha isn't muslim ya'll. so then later later, the taliban took over. and they knew that this giant buddha was important and the western culture (that's us americans) appreciate shit like that. so they were like, oh hey we're going to destroy this giant buddha...unless you wanna saaaaave itttttt. so basically they were trying to get money from us. but obviously no one was going to give the taliban money. and THEN! the getty musuem (HAHAHA DAD!) was like, alright we'll buy the giant buddha for a million dollars, but we aren't giving the taliban the money we have to give it to someone else who owns it or whatever. and the taliban was like, no WAY getty musuem. this be OUR giant buddha. we get the money or the buddha is history. and so then no one was gonna fucking actually go through and give the goddamn taliban money for a giant buddha in af(fucking)ghanistan. so them niggas blew that shit up. and this was all in fucking 2001! before 9/11 ya'll. march 10th to be exact was when it was blown to smithereenz. i just checked my notez. hehehez. ANYWAY, i thought it was cool. and people here were like fucking appalled and shit that the giant buddha was destroyed. but the buddhists didn't give a fuck. because it isn't very buddhist to me like, OMG YOU DESTROYED OUR BUDDHA HOW DARE YOU. you know? and well that's my small lesson on iconoclasm.
ok no there's one more example that was really crazy that i wanna share. there was this king right. named Severus (not Snape although that'd be legit) during ancient roman empire times. and he had two sons. caracalla and geta. so the king's like dream was for the son's to rule the empire together when he died. so when he died, they did rule together, but only for a little bit. because each of them wanted to be the king alone. so fucking caracalla MURDERS his brother geta. and then his crazy ass is like, geta will SO NOT exist in the roman empire anymore in any way shape or form. so basically, in a form of iconoclasm, he had everything associated with geta erased. so statues, paintings, books, manuscripts, EVERYTHING that mentioned geta or had a representation of geta was completely destroyed. it was called "damnatio memoriae" meaning damnation of memory (like you couldn't figure that out). in the picture was geta and caracalla, but after caracalla did his shady business of murdering his own goddamn brother, he had them remove geta and just leave his fat head there. isn't that fucking crazy?!!?!?!? i thought it was cool. and THAT is my story, the end.